DREAMY TALES

Arylie || Curse Of Thrist ||

Saturday 8:55 AM, At Palidhara Desert.

Imlie tried to flickered her eyes open, hearing a familiar fading loud voice striking her name, shaking her little.

She felt something extremely warm under her head. As soon as she opened her eyes a sharp pain hit right centre of her head, making her gasp for breath, throat patched.

" Junglee..junglee get up we need to find aakash too imlie utho damn it ", Aryan placed her head on his lap after after pulling her out from the sand pile.

Imlie nodded and get up with the help of Aryan brushing their clothes, she turned towards her husband " abp tum theek ho..ohh kal raat hum sab pani pee liye the.."

Aryan looked sideways to find aakash " tumne toh hum sabko kal raat marne ka pura plan bana hi liya tha, thank god hum sab bach gaye don't know how, but now focus on finding Aakash his safety is mine responsibility and I can't risk that "

Nodding in yes both moves in different directions, calling Aakash name aloud to rescue him, when they heard a pleading from behind.

" Aaarey peeche toh dekho, peeche dekhoo Aryan sir..imlie ", they both looked behind, there he's half of the body buried in the soil, only his face was out.

Imlie rushed towards him while aryan stood there only, covering his smile as a laughter threatened to came out from his mouth.

" Good aur kar mere junglee ke sath flirt ", Aryan thanked her sita Maiya.

" Abp wahan khade khade ka ret ka mehal banavat ho, eehan aao aur madad karo humri ", imlie tried hard to pull Aakash out from the soil as he also got burried along with imlie and Aryan due to last night sand Strom.

Aryan nodded and unwillingly went to them to help aakash out, both imlie and aryan managed to get aakash out.

" Aakash tum theek ho ?", Imlie asked out of concern.

" Haa...but agar yahan todhi or der ruke toh bilkul nahi rhenge chalo yahan se ", Aakash said painting heavily.

" Such a coward, who the hell appoint him as criminal journalist..an agent ", aryan mutter under his breath.

Imlie elbowed him " kachu kahe "

Aryan moved towards the well " jo kuan kal raat ke andhere mein pani se full tha, din ke ujale mein bikul sukha how's that even possible "

" Possible toh eh retile registan ki ret mein mobil oil ka milna bhi nahi hai par dekho abp mil gaya na ", imlie took a fist full of soil from ground with some black substance on it.

" But Mobil Oil to car's mein use hota haina ", Aakash exchange a look with them.

" Exactly jis kuye ke pass insaan bhi aane se darta hai wahan bhala koi car le kar aakhir kyun aayega ", Aryan looked the well.

" Kuye ke andar jo atma haina chaliye sir usse se puchte hai ",Aryan rolled his eyes at aakash scarsam.

" Vaise idea bura nahi hai aakash chalo aaj puch hi lete hai ", imlie shrugged her shoulders while aryan gave her a, are you serious ? look.

Imlie bend down at the well to look inside " aarey kaunu hai kaa andar "

" Imlie are you mad or what, gir gaoge andar peeche hataho ", Aryan pulled her back.

" ABP ek baar andar toh dekho ",imlie looked at him with a wicked smile, in response he just raised his brow.

" Aacha konu baat nahi woh chota sa phatar phenk do andar ", Aryan do as imlie says and later they all can hear sound of water steering.